...fast food ferals.
When I went down to feed the cats on the fast food strip this weekend, for the first time in weeks I saw someone other than Tiger John. A black cat immediately came across the pawbridge when I loudly dropped the top on the feeding station. It was One Ear! Whom I haven't seen in at least a year. Right behind him was Vannie. So we have at least three cats still working in the fast food strip in Ithaca.
One Ear looked rough around the edges, so it looks like it's time to catch them all for shots and a look-see.
So, Kat, you are caring for at least three, right now.
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